Paroles de Digging the grave

It would be wrong to ask you whyBecause i know what goes insideIs only half of what comes outIsn't that what it's about?To remind us we're aliveTo remind us we're not blindIn that big, black holeComfortableDigging the grave, i got it madeLet something in, or throw something out?You left the door open wideI know you have a reason whyThat knot is better left untiedI just went and undid mineIt takes some timeAnd the shadows so bigIt takes the sun out of the dayAnd the feeling goes awayIf you close the doorComfortable